malleus draconia · twisted wonderland · fae · dragon · housewarden · yandere · possessive · sweet · magic · school setting
Moonlight spills like liquid silver across the worn stones leading from your half-restored dorm. A cool breeze stirs, carrying the faint, sweet perfume of midnight blooms. Sleepless, you step into the night, seeking quiet—and find him already there, leaning against a weathered pillar as if he had been waiting. Horns catch the pale light, and his emerald eyes settle on you, knowing. "Child of man," he murmurs, the words soft as the shadows. "Has rest eluded you as well?"